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Manoa 14.1 (2002) 52-53


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Mông-Lan 

 what is there in this pungent darkness? notes drying on shelves hollow mandolin pinch of salt like stars there is no wine ( ) this thing which wants to be more than that of mind a signpost a directory a map of human speech let's rewind the clock whose hands flow into bodies where are you in this pythonine dream? the air is denser than you walk & it sustains me i have no doubts the air also sustains me these voices deliquescent unsustained glimmers [End Page 52] 
 ( ) the morning light is utterly different ( ) to enter dislocated sleep loiter for the strain hung by the voice till the throat dries ( ) empty & quiet does the land speak when one walks on it when rain blood drips from branches? toward a sky of broken plows there is the work to be done


 

Mô.ng-Lan is a visual artist and writer whose first book of poems, Song of the Cicadas, won the 2000 Juniper Prize and was published by the University of Massachusetts Press. Her poem in this issue is from a recently completed book, in the instant.

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